Now the girl returned to the present reality, to what was happening to her at the moment. The Russian had already pulled up the girl's denim skirt, then she wasted no time in pulling down Belinda's panties. Finally the girl knew what was going on, but she still asked the Russian girl, as she pulled down her blue, silk panties.

"Bitte, Sie, Frau! Was -- was are you doing! Are you going to SPANK me? Ich am ein gutes Mädchen! Ich habe nie been spanked! Bitte Sie -- Please, ma'am! Don't thrash me! Ich don't deserve it! Besides, ich wil be ein gutes Mädchen from now on!" Belinda had been speaking Russian only for so long now -- nearly two years, and she was just so frightened that her German was flawed, but she didn't care. Now she only wanted to escape a sound whipping on her bare, plump bottom with her own belt than to show her linguistic ability.

But after Belinda's final words of pleading the "schoolteacher" began whipping the young girl's bare rear as hard as she could, and Belinda's eyes were wide-open in shock and pain!

SWISH!. . . . WHOP!. . . . SWOOSH!. . . . SMACK!. . . . SWOOSH!. . . . CRRRRRACK!

"AUTSCH!!!!" Belinda yelled at the first strike of the belt on the girl's bottom. She screamed in pain: "AUA!!!!" She decided to approach the track-girl in a different way. Her French was faulty, but since she knew it was "the language of diplomacy," she decided to -- try -- to speak it to the Russian: 'Se vous plais, Madam! Je..."

But the wronged motorist would not allow her to finish. "Silence, girl! NOW I'm going to haf to start offer because you're JIBBERISH has made me lose my place!"

SWISH!. . . . CRACK!. . . . This swat angered the girl at first; her hands were behind her back but she managed, with great difficulty, to free it, and she began POUNDING the car over which she was bent for her belting, and she began kicking her feet, which were free, as hard as she could, trying to temporary blind the woman and maybe making her escape. But actually all she could do was throw a temper tantrum. She said "LEMME GO! BITCH! You're not my mother! You're not my guardian! You don't haf se RIGHt to do zis to me! Ich wil SUE you, WEIB!"

Of course, none of this helped the big-boned, well-fed German farm-girl's situation. Her temper tantrum resulted in the total loss of her panties, which she thoughtlessly kicked off during her tirade. The Russian gave her four or five HARD--STINGING licks to her bare bottom, and, inasmuch as the girl's forced release of one of the Russian's arms, the girl teacher -- or student teacher, Belinda did not know -- she still did not know her name! -- reached over to the youthful student's sun-blouse and tore the top of it open, folding part of it behind her back and bared her breasts (Belinda was not wearing a bra -- she wanted to catch the attention of every boy or man she could!), as additional punishment. The girl's bare bottom -- her privates totally exposed, found herself almost naked except for her sleeveless T-shirt and small, brown shoes, but on top of everything else, bare breasts!

The girl could only say "Was?.." But the Russian again took hold of the bad little German' free arm and held the both together, shoving them up to her back, and --

SWISH!. . . . CRACK!. . . . Went the belt!. . . . SWOOSH!. . . . SWAT!. . . . SWISH!. . . . WHAM!. . . . SWOOSH!. . . . THRASH!. . . .

The Russian was practically unmerciful with the belt!

Through tears the German maiden said, "Bitte Sie, Frau, wy punish-you-me so hard?!'

The Russian answered sternly but simply, as she continued to thrash the girl, "You did not efen check to see my condition! ALL you cared about was leaffing ze scene of a crime -- zat YOU had committed! I could haff been seriously injured! But you deed not care! You wer going to mofe on as if you had only run offer a squrrel! ZAT iz wy I am punishing you SO fery seferely! You wil, I'll wager, neffer again commeet such a serious crime! Perhaps," the Russian added, "I would not haf punished you sooo seferely -- or effen at all! If you had taken responsiblity for your action! But since you deed not, but meerely assumed zat I vas allright, and climbed into your "toy" to escape -- vel, I zought zat physical punishment is wat you need! Allready I haff taken avay your legal right to driff -- but calling ze police vill accomplish nozing to your rehabilitation! But a sound zrashing on your bare seat! ZAT is somezing you von't forget! Besides I know you havven't been zrast in many years!"

The girl was in pain; she was humiliated and embarrassed by her bare bottom and the sound thrashing she was getting on it, and she was shamed by her bare breasts. But even while she was sobbing, crying, screaming and yelling during her belting, the girl's blushing face revealed a pout -- at least as much as she could manage. She did not feel any remorse for what she had done, not because she was "evil" but because she was frightened, shaken up by the accident, and most importantly because she thought she had done nothing wrong: the car she hit was untended, and she could see that the driver was uninjured.

Somehow -- even during her hard thrashing, Belinda was able to think of all this. She guessed; her whipping had been going on for fifteen minutes.

Belinda began begging her victim again. "Enough! Enough!" she said as respectfully as possible. "Bitte Sie, Frau! Mein bottom iss on fire! Each thrash from se belt you gif me hurs more sen se last! PLEASE, MA'AM! I'fe learned my lesson! I vil neffer again commit such an offense again! I hafe desefed ny vipping, but PLEASE! It wil help neither ov us if you injure--or cripple me!"

Belinda, that bad German girl, who would receive MANY thrashings in the future, in spite of her "adult" years, was lying; the Russian woman was thrashing the girl well, and there were many red welts--painful ones--on her bottom; but her backside was in no way bruised, there was no sign of blood, and the girl knew that she was neither injured or crippled. She just wanted the woman to stop--STOP! For God' Sake STOP!

Few minutes later, and Belinda's thorough thrashing ended, and she released her hands. But the girl found out her punishment was not quite over. The Russian allowed Belinda pull down her mini-skirt, but refused to give her back her panties. Belinda's skirt was short, and when she finally sat down in her little car, with GREAT difficulty, the denim skirt only covered half her red, welt-marked bottom. To make matters worse, the Russian refused to return the girl's rather expensive, as well as dependable, and fashionable leather belt. The girl had noticed, over the past few months that, little by little she was gaining weight, and the skirt sizes she used to buy were becoming a little uncomfortable and tight, so she had to increase the width of her by one. These dresses were a little loose, but were far more comfortable. To compensate for their looseness, Belinda bought this very brand new belt, which easily kept her skirts up and straight, and made her look more slender--even though her natural figure, with its plump, shapely, comely bottom was attractive to boys.

After it was all over, after the Russian woman had thoroughly belted the bare bottom of the young perpetrator, notwithstanding a few cars passed by, all having a clear view of the action. Then the "victim" finally gave poor Belinda her license back.

"I hope you haf learned a good lesson from dees, girl!" the Russian said to Belinda.

"Ja, ma'am!' came the mixed response. Belinda added, "Ich deserfed effery STRAPE you gafe me!" Belinda was sobbing softly.

Then the Russian woman turned on her heel with her booty from the girl and, carefully crossing the avenue, got into her car and drove away. Even though the Russian had the German's information, Belinda never heard from her again. Then, "hobbling" to her own slightly damaged car, got in and drove away.